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Luo Chenzhou smiled, showing the expression of a wolf with a big tail when the man told him to get out and hugged him even tighter.

"Kid, the look on your face makes me want to throw you to the ground."

"Nonsense, I'm pretty sure I'm expressionless right now."

"Two words 'hehe' for you, no more."

The red light of the elevator corresponding to the number of floors jumped up one by one, and the two of them fell into a silent atmosphere in the elevator without feeling embarrassed.Caesar thought for a while, thinking that he had to carry the brat with both hands, and seemed unable to spare the third hand to get the key to open the door. He raised the corner of his mouth and was about to ask this unreliable brat to help him take the key out of his pocket, The man suddenly paused when he was about to speak, and then he thought about it, when he left alone on the first day of work, when he came back, he had another one in his arms. This kind of progress... Isn't it too jumpy?

What kind of evil is this?

Do as the Romans do, although his own country is not popular, but Caesar, who has been studying Chinese culture since he was a child, in order to be a good example of a teacher, kindly invited his students to share rain gear with him—and then, how did things unfold like this? Both of them were drowned from their hair to their underwear, and then they both returned their homes to this point—the most frightening thing was that when Caesar came back to his senses, he was already standing in his newly bought apartment with Luo Chenzhou on his shoulders. the gate.

In front of him was the anti-theft gate that even he didn't dare to say he was familiar with.

Caesar clearly remembered that when he closed the door this morning, he was the only one standing here.

Headache.

The man who was most afraid of trouble in his life frowned silently.

Not knowing how entangled the man was at this moment, Luo Chenzhou blinked, stretched out his hand and patted the man's shoulder very rudely: "Where's the key?"

Caesar: "..."

Luo Chenzhou: "Is this your house?"

Caesar: "Is it not my house or yours?"

Luo Chenzhou: "You have the ability to go home and you have the ability to open the door!"

As for the black-haired young man with his legs crossed arrogantly hanging on his body and speaking confidently, he completely misses the shyness that contemporary college students should have. After living for more than [-] years, no one, including his parents, has ever dared to speak deeply to Caesar, who is loud and loud. Feeling the excitement, swallowing the breath that was choked in his chest, the man deeply felt whether he owed this guy millions of dollars in his previous life and didn't pay it back——

"I'm tired of lifting my feet, Professor—key, open the door."

"..."

Well, a few million is light, maybe he actually owes him a life.

Caesar's face was paralyzed, wishing he could open the window of the corridor to face the violent wind and rain outside the window, so he slipped his hand and threw the person he was carrying in his arms down from the thirty-odd floors—and when he lowered his head, he accidentally looked at the wet pair of eyes inexplicably. When looking at his black pupils, his uncle, I don't know why he softened again, pursed the corners of his lips, the man's facial muscles were extremely stiff and looked away, and when he spoke again, because of the contradictory inner tone became Extremely nasty: "The key is in my pocket, how can I get it if I hold you?"

"Pants pocket?"

"kindness."

"Say it earlier, why would I think of this if you don't tell me?"

It seems that he has long been used to the man's black face, Luo Chenzhou was completely unaffected by his emotions, and while muttering, he moved his wet hand away from the man's neck, and then the black-haired young man pretended to be natural, but in fact it was superfluous to follow the other's curve. Jia’s waistline was touched all the way like a snail—during this movement, his entire face was rubbed against the man’s strong chest through the thin shirt, and the hot air exhaled from the tip of his nose was like boiling water. Like water vapor, it was so hot that it almost made people take off.

Caesar: "..."

"The left side?" Luo Chenzhou lowered his head and put his hand into the pocket of Caesar's suit pants. He seemed to be really serious... and touched the man's thigh randomly through the pants. After touching the left side, he was satisfied, and his hand twitched. He didn't stay idle when he came out, "Or the right side?"

The dog's paw stretched into the right side and rubbed randomly according to the original rhythm.

Caesar felt that he had encountered a demonic obstacle—he had been doing business at sea for so many years, and he had never seen any kind of profiteer and nouveau riche. Put it down... But today, it was a rare time in his life that he seriously wanted to be a good person again, but he unfortunately met a shameless guy whose most prominent specialty is to push his nose on his face.

"Ah, are you talking?" Luo Chenzhou complained even after touching it, "My hands are sore... Well, Caesar, it's not good for us to maintain this position and hug each other in this corridor, let you Neighbors have seen how bad the impact is?"

Who the hell hugged you!

Caesar didn't bother to care about what he called himself when he was carrying the thing in his arms. He bit his back teeth and said, "Back pocket."

Luo Chenzhou was happy, and raised his paw happily to touch the dog's butt that he had missed for a long time.

In the end, he felt that the man who was carrying him was so stiff that he was almost like a statue, so he used two fingers to easily squeeze out a key from his pocket as if he had had enough fun.

At this time, Caesar was very embarrassed to find that he had already reacted below.

Flying in the sky, swimming in the water and walking on the ground, Caesar has never seen anything and never used it. After living in his thirties, he suddenly became hard after being touched by a college student. At this moment, the man is so depressed that he can't see it. Bleeding—the sound of the person in his arms stretching out his hand to open the door and turning the key was next to his ear. When the door in front of the two of them opened at the sound, Caesar hooked the door with his feet with a dark face, carried Luo Chenzhou into the entrance, and then turned around. Stand up, aim at the door, and put Luo Chenzhou into a correct posture.

Luo Chenzhou: "?"

Is this the rhythm of throwing Lao Tzu out of your gate?

...Can't you, carry me all the way home from school just to enjoy the pleasure of throwing me out of your gate?

Although such a perverted behavior seems to be quite in line with your style.

The corner of Caesar's mouth twitched, and he ordered: "Wait to stare at me? Close the door."

"..."

I said it earlier, closing the door and making such a big show is just trying to kill yourself.Knowing that he would not be thrown out, Luo Chenzhou obediently stretched out his hand to close the door while slandering him.

Caesar’s apartment is cold, probably because it’s still lacking in popularity when it’s just moved in. Although the entire apartment is meticulously high-end from decoration to furniture, it doesn’t make people feel much sense of belonging because of the brand-new feeling. Luo Chenzhou, who had been put on the sofa as it was, patted the leather under his buttocks, then lowered his head to find that the mud on his trouser legs was all stuck to the clean carpet.

And the man who brought him in obviously noticed it too, but he just glanced at it, but his cleanliness didn't show up, he just frowned very forbearingly, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

About 1 minute later, there was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

Unlike the black-haired young man curled up on the sofa looking around, at this moment, the man folded his arms and leaned against the cold wall of the bathroom, his amber pupils were staring at the hot water rushing into the bathtub and quickly evaporating white water vapor. After a few minutes, the man who was as motionless as a statue finally raised his eyelids and reacted. He took off his gloves and casually dipped his slender fingers into the bathtub to test the water temperature. After finding that the temperature was satisfactory, he withdrew his hands and squatted The side of the bathtub fell into endless thoughts again.

Then the man slowly took out his mobile phone, ready to find someone to preach and teach him.

Well, in other words, it is to find someone to be happy and vent your inner unhappiness.

That unlucky person, of course, is——

"Hey, big trash."

"...Boss bastard, where the hell are you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very irritable.

"Just after class, now at home, where are you?"

"Where are you at your house?"

"bathroom."

"Oh, then I'm on top of your head," Lake sounded a little proud, "I'm pulling SHI!"

Caesar sneered: "I think you want SHI."

The person on the phone choked for a while, and then found that he was still a little tired. He cleared his throat and said honestly, "I'm taking a bath... Boss, what wind can make you take the initiative to report your whereabouts to me?"

Caesar paused, and struggled to organize his words, but when he thought of the black-haired young man on the sofa in the living room outside the bathroom, he had a headache and couldn't fart.

"Hello? Boss?"

"Rake."

"What?"

"Why do I feel that something is wrong with me?"

"You just found out," the voice on the other end of the phone sounded very relieved, "I felt that way when you spent 7000 million on that street stall dog's head pendant and hung it around your neck. Ah, you must be—hello?—hello?!—boss, are you still—”

Caesar hung up the phone blankly.

He stood up and turned off the faucet that was pouring water into the bathtub, threw the mobile phone on the sink, then stretched out his long hand, pulled down the brand new snow-white bath towel that was neatly hanging on the shelf, and held it in his hand.

He kicked open the door of the bathroom, walked to the living room in two or three steps, before the black-haired young man on the sofa turned his head and said something to him, the man threw the towel in his hand onto his face: "Go take a bath. "

"..." Luo Chenzhou pulled off the bath towel that still smelled of disinfectant on his face, "That..."

"The house is so big," the man raised his eyebrows, with a very cold and gloomy handsome face, "Climb you and let me crawl through it by myself, within 10 minutes, or I will strip you naked and throw you into the corridor. "

Luo Chenzhou was speechless and choked. He vaguely remembered that when he was pretending to be lame 500 years ago, there seemed to be such a ruthless and unreasonable person who asked him to climb from one side of the cabin to the other side of the cabin.

"Hurry up," the man who was naked from the upper body back then, with a musket hanging from his waist, and the man who was barefoot and opened the front buttons of his shirt to reveal his wheat-colored chest and frowning stood in front of him. Together, "The water is getting cold, what are you talking about?"

"Take off your clothes too." Luo Chenzhou got up from the sofa and stood firmly on one foot like a red-crowned crane. "You'll catch a cold."

"I want you to manage."

The man's tone was harsh, but after Luo Chenzhou took the first step with one foot, his brows were furrowed, and he unconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist.